She looked so pretty... but then again she always did.
Wendy's hair was the color of apples in the summertime when they were ripe and ready to pick.
I had first noticed she was more than my friend, more than the young girl I had known since 1st grade, one lazy autumn morning as she walked into class.
She was tardy, as always, and as she rushed to her seat, I couldn't help but wonder what had changed.
Why did her smile made me blush all of a sudden? Why did those blue gaze suddenly didn't merely look like eyes any longer, but began reminding me of the sea?
I had fallen in love with my best friend without even realizing it, and that day, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was not ready to risk our friendship!
What if it didn't work out and then things got awkward? We had been friends for most of our lives, and I was going to risk it for a kiss?
But the feelings wouldn't go away and as the year slipped by, I fell further and further for her.
I caught myself staring at her cheeky grin and trying to find new ways to make her smile.
I loved to see Wendy happy.
For months I hid my love for her. Pretended nothing had changed.
That night, as I saw her walk into the dance with her yellow dress, I felt like a sunflower, following the sun wherever it went.
I took a long breath and walked up to her. She smiled. Wendy always smiled when she saw me. That time, I didn't smile back: I was simply too nervous.
"Hi! You look nice tonight" She greeted me warmly, and I felt my heart about to explode in my chest
"Hi" I kissed her cheek and felt tingles rushing all over my body. Her hair smelled like apples tonight. "You look beautiful"
Did she blush? Maybe I imagined it.
"Thanks. You look very handsome too"
Wendy looked around. She was waiting for a certain guy to ask her to dance, I knew it. Would she be disappointed when I was the one to do so instead?
"Yes?" She asked, turning back to face me. Wendy stared at me with the sea in her eyes and I almost lost my nerve.
"Will you dance with me?"
She blushed that time. It wasn't my imagination, it couldn't have been.
"Dance with you?"
I gulped. She looked startled.
"Yes," I forced myself not to back down now. "I think you are the prettiest girl here, and I--- Well, I'd love to dance with you"
The smile returned, and I almost melted right there, in front of her.
"I thought you'd never ask"